Victory
編輯: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The gray tower stood firmly in the middle of the long wall, ignoring the clouds and rain. It was hard to tell how many years it had stood here, enduring the rain and wind, to reach its current color.
The wall was still guarded by lots of Magicians. They prayed for daytime to arrive quickly when they heard the bells chiming in the distance.
A rain like this would always delay the arrival of sunlight. Sometimes, some of the Magicians fighting a war would end up not returning because of that small difference in time.
"Everyone is worn out..." Yao Nan sighed.
"How long has this situation lasted?" Mo Fan asked.
"It starts around the end of summer. It's been quite a few months, but we still haven't found the real reason," said Yao Nan.